I Love my child, but more than that I am so proud of her. Three years ago in May she approached me and said she wanted to go out for the golf team. SURPRISE. So I took her out on the course and range, then when I felt that she was really serious we hired a coach. Then August came and it was tryout time. Five of the hottest days of the year. And here was my little girl, all 5'3, carrying my old golf bag (with a broken strap that she had tied together) and a vagabond match of clubs. She was the only girl. Yes, 2016 and the only girl trying out for the team. She made it through try outs and became the only girl to EVER make the team. PRIDE - you better believe it. She endured a lot that year. Needless to say she was not the most popular among the guys. She never backed down and gave it her all. By the end of the season her coach admitted that she was not "that girl on the boys team", but a full member of the team. She had successfully integrated herself into the team.
She has played on the team for two seasons, played many tournaments on the Jr PGA . She has won some, placed second and third in quite a few, and lost and continues to compete. Her third try outs are going on now. No one though competes with more heart and desire.
My Pride is not in her golf accomplishments though. My pride is her tenacity, her desire, her work ethic (with two work -aholic parents she was doomed) and her drive. Being able to deal with defeat and disappointment and being gracious in victory. I am so proud of the person she is. She has developed the essentials that will drive the rest of her life.
HR, you continue to astound and amaze me. I love you. And I am Proud of You.
